Chapter 142

I snap my lips shut, throw Alexi my most venomous glare and slide across the seat in an attempt to claw back some dignity. Crossing my arms once more and moving away so he won’t touch me and show him how pissed off I am. Alexi slides in, slaps my thigh a little saucily and nudges me over with his shoulder and hip so he can have more room. His grey eyes are fixed on mine, light and cloudless, which suggests he isn’t in combative mode. He seems annoyingly chilled.

“Rude!” I snap, annoyed that he bodily moved me while smirking like a smug dickhead at his hilarities. Nothing about this is funny. His manhandling, his manner, his fucking annoyingly happy and jokey mood. He has plenty to be sorry for.

Abduction, assault, imprisonment are all excellent reasons for me to be pissed off at him.

“Yeah, but I’m sexy, so I get away with it.” He is on some weird happy sarcastic mood kick. I look to the ceiling for strength and exhale noisily.

“What is wrong with you? Why ar